Altoy - Frohmeyer lyrics

High as fuck i can't get no higher
Run the block like i'm Frohmeyer
Chains like snow tires
Free'd frosty no lie i'm no liar
Need a bitch with flame head ghost rider
Ghost rider ghost ride the whip
Hoe i'm fly as shit yeah i'm buzzin to
You just a buggaboo
Smoking blunts in rooms with
Glocks yeah straps
No martial arts no i don't talk to rats

Shell shocker, my weed smells
Like twelve lockers, dope rap it Spells dr
I'm spitting, sittin and sippin hells lager
With a guy that sells saucers
I swear he bleeds blue
And we can show you that you bleed to
Smokin something nice that shows me
Where this leads to
I'm clairvoyant on the snares buoyant
Only smoke but i carry poison for the bat
Bitches and gift cards for the fat bitches

Mama said don't fuck with Altoy
Altoy don't be playin all that
That boy Altoy he's a rascal
He does everything he says in raps tracks
Mama said don't fuck with Altoy
Altoy don't be playin all that
That boy Altoy he's a rascal
He does everything he says in raps songs

High as fuck i can't get no higher
Run the block like i'm Frohmeyer
Chains like snow tires
Free'd frosty no lie i'm no liar
Need a bitch with flame head ghost rider
Ghost rider ghost ride the whip
Hoe i'm fly as shit yeah i'm buzzin to
You just a buggaboo
Smoking blunts in rooms with
Glocks yeah straps
No martial arts no i don't talk to rats

I will never need a bitch
I'm probably gon seed a bitch
Then never ever see the bitch
I've never ever needed it
Nothing nah all i need is this
Stronger than a needle hit
I'm warmer than a fetus crib
And i don't even need this shit

Mama said don't fuck with Altoy
Altoy don't be playin all that
That boy Altoy he's a rascal
He does everything he says in raps tracks
Mama said don't fuck with Altoy
Altoy don't be playin all that
That boy Altoy he's a rascal
He does everything he says in raps songs

High as fuck i can't get no higher
Run the block like i'm Frohmeyer
Chains like snow tires
Free'd frosty no lie i'm no liar
Need a bitch with flame head ghost rider
Ghost rider ghost ride the whip
Hoe i'm fly as shit yeah i'm buzzin to
You just a buggaboo
Smoking blunts in rooms with
Glocks yeah straps
No martial arts no i don't talk to rats